ESPERANTO
It’s June, the school year is practically over and soon even with the boys I follow at the service where I work we prepare for the summer break..
I often hear them talking to each other and it’s all a “Fra’ (in english Bro’) what do you need? Bro’ I know but I must tell you Bro'”
Then I came b…
THE CURE
In these days the usual diatribe about the Basaglia law has returned to light, taking inspiration from the incident of the psychiatrist Barbara Capovani killed by her former patient, incident of which Gioia Piazzi also speaks in her latest article. I do not intend to enter this discussion between tho…
Two minutes of silence
I look at my identity card and it reads “organ donor”. The same sentence I imagine is on many other documents especially from my medical colleagues. I think about what happened last week: a woman, a psychiatrist, was brutally attacked by a man, a former patient of hers and sadly she died. We were tol…
A BEAUTIFUL GIFT
There is an invisible thread that connects what we write on this blog because last week I read Dr. Gioia Piazzi’s article with great interest and I realize that without knowing it we would both have mentioned the same topic even if for different reasons.
A few weeks ago I went to the town hall to…
UNIVERSITY ACCESS: A VIOLENT SISTEM
<<Exams are close…and you’re too far from my room>> sang Antonello Venditti in 1984 in Night before examsone of the most beautiful songs ever dedicated to the narration of that wonderful and “dramatic” period that all the boys live close to the final exam. Every now and then I happen to l…
CHEEK TO CHEEK
I am in the middle of the school year and working at the Listening Desk, affectionately called CIC.
Every year, everything changes in this job.
At first I thought it was for the transition from activity in presence to lockdown, for online interviews while they were all at home and then for thos…
CONNECTING THE DOTS
Following the latest articles on the blog, in particular the “debate” stimulated by the questions of the boys of Grassi high school on the relationship between man and woman, I came back to mind a current and historical theme, that of rebellion..
In recent weeks on TV were broadcast images of prot…
WALLS
As the child grows up, he experiences his own body. He counts his fingers, color them, measure spaces, his speed and his strength. Walk around the house, stumble. And while he understands that he lives in a one-room apartment, over time, he builds himself. He doesn’t use iron and concrete, but his im…